Signing to the Goddess from Douluo

Chapter 838 Never talk nonsense with dead people

Avalokitesvara flew away suddenly and fled, and Pu Xian, who was still in the Yang Mansion, had an extremely puzzled expression on his entire face for an instant.

He couldn't figure it out, things continued to develop on the bright side, why, that stinking bitch Guanyin ran away?

This is very unreasonable, Jin Chanzi is not looking for death, can there be anything more serious than not being able to catch Jin Chanzi?

Puxian looked at the direction of Guanyin who was leaving quickly and had disappeared, and frowned.

At the moment, he also snorted coldly on the spot, and then walked towards Jin Chanzi who had no resistance, and said to himself with a smile on the corner of his mouth as soon as he mentioned him.

"It's a great achievement for nothing. If this golden cicada is dedicated to the 'Buddha', from now on, this Bodhisattva in the Western Paradise can completely overwhelm Avalokitesvara?"

Thinking of the benefits in the future, the smile on Pu Xian's face became more and more strange.

But when he was not happy for a long time, he was held in his hand like a golden cicada waiting to be slaughtered, but suddenly let out a hearty laugh.

Hearing this, Puxian, who was full of imagination, immediately frowned and sneered at Jin Chanzi in his hand.

"Crazy is this?

Hehe, in the end, you Jin Chanzi is still reluctant to die, you are really a guy to look down on.

When you were still the Tathagata's personal disciple, this Bodhisattva was very upset when you saw your arrogant posture, which was even more arrogant than Guanyin, my good Buddha son. "

Puxian said with a sneer, and then stretched out his hand, Jin Chanzi's limbs were all twisted and crooked by a powerful force, and the sound of cracking bones made Puxian enjoy .

It seems that when the Bodhisattva pretends to be hypocritical and benevolent all day long, it seems very depressed.

Now that he is released, Pu Xian's heart is revealed to be more primitive and cruel.

People in their Buddhism were originally monks who practiced in the Three Realms. It was commonplace to fight desperately, and the weak preyed on the strong.

But since entering Buddhism, one must pay attention to the heart of compassion, the best and the most beautiful, so as to make a good impression in the whole three realms, and enjoy the worship of all living beings.

And because of this, their Buddhism can share the power of heaven and earth beliefs under the powerful believers of heaven and gods, so as to speed up their cultivation and improve their strength.

He has been pretending for too long, so that if the current Samantabhadra had not been sent to Guanjiangkou, he would almost think that he is the kind and beautiful Bodhisattva who is compassionate and saves all living beings.

Smiling and shaking his head, Pu Xian instantly felt that his current emotional state was simply not too pleasant,

If he had a choice, he would prefer the life of a demon who can kill at will, but unfortunately, he is the Sanmandobadhara Puxian who is praised by the world, and the world only knows his goodness and beauty as a Bodhisattva, hahahaha.

Just as Puxian was holding the golden cicada and slowly lifted into the air towards the west sky and laughed wantonly, a sudden weak voice came to his ears in an instant.

"You laugh so hard, Puxian.

But fortunately, you are going to die! "

As soon as this remark came out, Puxian immediately turned his gaze to the twisted limbs of Jin Chanzi, and immediately said happily.

"Jin Chan Buddha, stop thinking about angering this Bodhisattva.

Don't worry, I will never become angry and kill you.

Your life cannot be wiped out by this Bodhisattva, you will only belong to the Buddha of the Western Heaven.

As for which one it is, it depends on your good fortune, Buddha. "

Puxian laughed, and he laughed happily.

Avalokitesvara left, this is the credit of the delivery, even if Puxian didn't want to smile happily, he couldn't control the corners of his mouth.

"LOL, really?"

However, facing Pu Xian's words, the golden cicada whose limbs were distorted by it, the expression on his face was calm and terrifying.

There was no trace of fear, and even the corners of Jin Chanzi's pale face and mouth were slightly raised upwards.

Seeing this scene, Puxian's violent and murderous thoughts that had just calmed down instantly seemed to be fueled by fire, and suddenly burned violently.

Afterwards, Puxian looked at Jin Chanzi, and didn't plan to go to the west immediately. He wanted to torture the Buddha in his hand, so that he could experience what it was like to experience the eighteenth hell.

Thinking about it, Puxian immediately raised his fist, aimed at Jin Chanzi's crotch, and wanted to punch him hard,

Regardless of whether he can touch women or not, as long as he is a man, he cannot bear the great pain of losing his baby.

Thinking of the tragic scene of Jin Chanzi dying his baby, Puxian couldn't help laughing, and then he had several torture plans in his mind, such as rolling with oil, cutting with a knife, etc.

"Pfft!"

Just as Puxian was dreaming, and the corner of his mouth kept grinning, a bloody wall suddenly occupied his eyes.

The blood flowed into the eye sockets, warm and warm, but after the eyes felt the heat, a sharp pain of cutting meridians and veins crazily occupied Puxian's nervous system in an instant.

When he reacted, a broken arm, no, to be precise, a broken arm that belonged to Pu Xian, unexpectedly soared from his eyes and fell towards the ground.

Seeing this scene, Pu Xian roared in the air in no time, and immediately ignored the loss of his severed arm, and stared in all directions around the boundary of Guanjiangkou.

He thought it was Erlang God Yang Jian who came back and cut off his arm while he was not paying attention.

But while he was making his rounds, a monstrous monkey with pale golden hair, wearing a purple gold crown with phoenix wings, a golden armor with locks, and walking on cloud shoes with lotus roots, Mo Ming appeared in front of Pu Xian. .

There was no trace to be found, and even Puxian himself, who was a Daluo Jinxian, didn't notice any aura approaching him just now, which really surprised him.

But the shock is the shock, but Puxian is not an ordinary person, but a strong man in the late stage of Da Luo Jinxian.

Looking at the majestic and well-dressed monster monkey, he frowned and let out an angry cry.

"Who are you? How dare you fight with this Bodhisattva?

You know, I am one of the four great Bodhisattvas in the Lingshan Mountain of the Western Heaven, and even ordinary Buddhas are not as honorable as this Bodhisattva.

Monster monkey, you dare to touch me, do you know the consequences of death? "

Puxian didn't do anything without authorization, and he wasn't stupid, so if he could approach him quietly, his cultivation would not be much weaker than him.

And at this moment, he also revealed his identity there, knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger, hoping to make the monster monkey retreat in the face of difficulties.

But when he was talking nonsense, Sun Wukong, who came here, looked down at the bloody ground of the Yang Mansion and the dying golden cicada, and Sun Wukong couldn't help frowning his eyebrows and said in a low voice.

"My old grandson, I never talk nonsense with dead people!"

After all, a long stick full of black devilish energy pierced the sky in an instant and screamed, and immediately penetrated into the chest of Puxian, who was once invincible.

Until the long stick completely sank into the chest, Puxian, who is also the Da Luo Jinxian, didn't even have a little room to resist, so he just stared at Monkey King with disbelief, and then said something with his mouth and nose. , blood flowed out of the embankment one after another, and the endless Buddha's light also leaked from all parts of Pu Xian's body, from the inner madness